Still I burn this earthen Fire.

Ten bucks to any one can go through and tell me how many of my blog titles are Cake lyrics... Seriously, I think it is a LARGE number.

So, I have to go to the registry tomorrow to have a hearing to hope to god that they don't suspend my lisence (again) because it is a condition of my union's contract that we maintain a valid MA driver's lisence.

I like my job and aim to keep it. And, unfortunately, I'm in an impossible situation as far as being cut slack for shit because of my mom.

There is a small amount of tension between stewart and I because thursday is his brother's birthday. And I will not have anything to do with it. He annoys me and I am not going to put myself in a situation where i have to bite my tongue and play nice, because I am so past capable, I wouldn't be able to hold it in.

Nextly, I nearly drove to south hadley the other day to snap Nick's neck. I'm so sick of him lying to everyone and then getting offended when we call him a liar. Because if there is any part of untruth in what you are saying, it is a lie. And therefor, the one saying such things is a liar.

So, saying things like the insurance agency was closed for 2 weeks (or a really long one and a half days--because I called and checked) or that you called to have all the med equipment picked up and they didn't come on the right day (although you didn't get the phone number until monday within two hours of their closing) or you cancelled the appointment (and they had never heard of you calling, because I checked) makes you a liar.


Wise people keep saying don't object until you're accused...

And Nick doth protest too much.

You're a fucking liar.

And Stewart calling to take care of it was a favor to you on his part. Because I would have ripped you a new asshole, among other things. Because I have no patience for people like you.

The end.


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